Lillian is sick so she was watching a movie in my room while I was downstairs with the other girls, I am hoping that no one else gets sick. Anyway, I hear the phone ring one time and then nothing, I didn't think much of it because that happens from time to time. But...then Lillian came downstairs and said "Mom, I called 911, I was watching the movie and got scared"
Me: "you what!?!?" "for real?"
In the meantime I am looking through the phone book for the police phone number. The phone rings again and I can't find the cordless (John had left it upstairs) I run upstairs to find it and decided to dial *69(we are so 1990 and don't have caller ID) and the man that answers says: "This is the relay operator, your call is being recorded".
Me: "um this is the last number that called me, do you know why?"
"I was calling about a 911 call"
"That was my 6 year old we are all fine, I am so sorry"
Oh boy, we've already had the fire department out for a false alarm, but that can be blamed on my cooking :)
"Well, I got the 911 call and no one talked and then I called back and heard someone breathing and then hang up after a minute or two and then called and got your voicemail"
"I couldn't find the phone, but we are ok"
"I will tell them but they may still come out to check, at least you know she knows how to call 911"
"um yeah, I guess"
Then I see the message from the relay operator.
I start speed cleaning the downstairs, nothing like knowing the fuzz is on the way to get you off your duff and cleaning. Lillian is hiding in the bathroom.
The officer shows up, I apologize, and tell him Lillian wants to say sorry and how we talked about how it's only for emergencies. She didn't, she hid behind the door. Then he gave Lillian a police badge sticker! Way to reinforce calling 911.
